While growing up nearly every child feels the need to be somebody, to figure out his identity. Most children attempt to find acceptance from their peers by the way they dress, the music to which they listen, the people with whom they hang out, the parties they attend, or the other activities in which they participate. While I never really felt a strong need to please others as a child, I still struggled with being shy and lonely, and with not always fitting in. Now, having grown up in many regards, I no longer feel the need to fit in. I have discovered who I truly am.
Whether their parents are separated, divorced, or argumentative, many kids living in America today grow up in broken homes. Fortunately, I never felt such pain. Rather, I grew up in a wonderful home. My parents always looked for ways to build me up, to support me in what I did, and to make me happy. For example, when I was about six years old, my dad built me an enormous sandbox far bigger than any sandbox within miles. Additionally, my parents always took the time to ensure I completed my homework, and they helped me when I needed assistance. In sixth grade when my teacher gave us what seemed like impossible logic puzzles, my dad stayed up late and spent hours with me until we solved the problems.
More important than the material possessions with which my parents provided me, they gave me a strong Christian upbringing. For as long as I can remember, I have gone to church on a weekly basis. My parents tell me that even as a tiny infant, only having seen the world for a few weeks and months, they took me to church. Every night, even to this day (when I'm home), we read the Bible together a...
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...ible and my Biblically-founded beliefs made me a more outgoing person in general. I got more and more involved with extracurricular activities such as Cross Country and the Student Tech Team and finally felt like I was a part of the school. Not only was I making a difference in my school through my participation in extracurricular activities, but I was also standing up for my beliefs and making an impact in that regard.
Though there's not much contrast between my life before and after I became a Christian, as I have grown in my faith since becoming a Christian, I have become a more confident person. I have learned more and more the importance of letting God control my life, as "It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me" (Galatians 2:20 ESV).
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